Only 1 Lens Left To See Thru~

Perhaps I am different from all of the rest? My heart is in the East, my body in the West I have worn other glasses in other places and times but now they are gone, to me belong just 1, mine The lens that I wear sees nothing but love, opportunity and perfection like from above! ALL that occurs is part of a play, scenes all geared to strengthen 1 each day I only see, all as being healed and well, I must see all with chances to give and get love all circumstances can use more love and be seen in new light All life can be a real tough fight BUT, The fight is between the ears close to old lenses, lots of tears To one who eats only rice and water, a shelter with sugar and salt, a blanket not any squaller is heaven, Nirvana! To those who walk many miles a day they'd be in heaven in a 30yr old Chevrolet Those with a leg and maybe an arm, no hearing, a tooth or two, blindness would be in a resurrected body of bliss, just having all of its parts, working on occasion, more or less! I could go on and on, with all that's unfair and wrong! Why, why bother at all, time to rise up from the fall I see all for all that it is. Most is not what we think, blink! We may need a friend to help clearly think All this shite is perfect, it is, even with all its defects. Now see it all thru godly happy lenses, there never was a fall. KNOW what you want! A fresh chance is now to go after it with a growl! ! ! Or, sit back and let it be. tis not real in eternity. Create what you want or let go, do nothing, just go in the flow of all as it is, no judgement all is No winners but No losers No time but timelessness no words but all known, peace, release